This is part of a story in progress called "Fly With Me."
I opened the door of the car my mom rented while we were waiting for ours to be flown here, and gasped. THIS was the house we were going to be living in?! HE was our hot neighbor?! I really just thought that?! I wasnt the type to be checking out random strangers, but there was a HOT guy mowing the lawn next door, and when I say hot, I mean EhmaGAWD drop dead gorgeous!! He looked like he was having some trouble with the motor, and his sweaty curls hung in his AH-MAZING chocolate brown eyes, and his wet t-shirt clung to his chest, making his six-pack easily visible. His forehead was wrinkled in confusion, making him look even more ah-dorable than before! I needed to stop thinking like that. I just moved here, and Ive been hurt enough. I didnt need another dead-end relationship. [...] I plugged in my iPod headphones and locked the door. By the time I was at the end of my driveway, I was running. I hated this. I hated missing him. I hated him. No, I loved him. I only wished I could hate him. Its not his fault he moved to California. Its not his fault he didnt love me. Wait a second- I was in California! In L.A.! Where Nick moved! I took out my iPod and was about to turn it off so I could call Lena or Lola, but, I had a dizzy spell, and I ran into someone.
Oof! We both hit the ground with a hard thud. My iPod ear buds were knocked out of my ears. I heard him standing up, and opened my eyes, only to see the hottie who I had seen mowing the lawn earlier. I noticed something about him I hadnt noticed before- we were both wearing lime green converse. He held out his hand and pulled me to my feet. He also picked up my iPod, pausing to say sorry as he handed it to me.
Is that Paramore? Fences? he asked. That voice sounded so familiar, but so different, maybe older, because I didnt recognize it.
Yeah, I answered, smiling, Howd you know? He chuckled.
My ex-girlfriend. That was her favorite song, he said, almost wistfully.
Oh, Im sorry; I didnt mean to bring up any bad memories. Whyd you two break up? Oops, that probably sounds nosey. Im Alexa, by the way. Call me Alex. He chuckled again.
Im Nick. Ouch, that name. It wasnt really bad memories. She just said my heart wasnt in it. I guess it wasnt. They always said that, he sighed.
What do you mean; your heart wasnt in it? I asked. We were walking together now.
I guess I just never really liked them. I had this best friend back when I lived in New Jersey, and she was amazing, and I fell in love with her, but
You had to move, and you were too afraid to tell her before then? Then you lost touch? And you never got over her? I offered. He looked surprised.
Exactly that, actually, he responded, and then added, jokingly, Have you been stalking me? I laughed, and so did he.
No, its just, something really similar happened to me. I used to live in New Jersey, too, and I had an awesome best friend. I loved him, too but he moved, then he lost touch with me I never really forgave him for it, because his brothers kept touch with my sisters and me, but he never did Nick looked surprised. Then it all clicked, and I stopped walking. Nick took an extra step, and then stopped as well.
Is something wrong? he asked, reaching out to touch my shoulder. I flinched away from him and started backing up. He followed.
Nicholas, dont touch me, I hissed between clenched teeth. He looked confused.
No one ever calls me that anymore. My best friend used to when she was pissed off at me, but he trailed off, and shock registered on his face. Lexi? he whispered. I nodded, still glaring at him, and I thought I saw tears in his eyes. He looked away before I could be sure, and then blinked a couple times before he looked back. I thought Id never seen you again I thought Id lost you for good his voice still didnt rise from a whisper.
You DID lose me. I growled, You stopped talking to me. You never even TRIED to contact me, I was only 14, Nicholas, and you left me for dead. You broke my heart, but now Im over it, now Im stronger, now Im done. I used to wish youd come back and wed have a happy ending, but Ive learned since then that there are NO happy endings, you do NOT pass go, do not collect $200, and there are NO pots of gold at the end of the rainbow. Nicholas Jerry Jonas, Ive grown up, and Ive grown to hate you. I put as much acid into those final two words as I could, and I guess it worked, because he finally froze, and I could read the hurt in his eyes, which were shining with tears. He no longer followed me, so I turned and ran the rest of the way home. He never moved. I hurt him that bad.
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When Mowing Your Lawn REMEMBER the GASby Aarongrubbworm94 views
oops sorry i meant to post it as a video response, i must've accidentally uploaded it normally. and thanks!!
x0MrsNickJonas11010x 2 years ago
Wow! that was goood!!! Sorry I didnt get back sooner, I didnt see it BC you didnt post as a video response, so yeah, it was REALLY good, I'll just wait a couple more weeks to see if anyone else enters, and if they don't, you've got whatever part you want! :)
hopesstorys 2 years ago